Watery? Gurgling pop? Sick?
Yeah, man, I know of what sound you speak. The deep rumble which sounds like God Himself whispered your name from the depths of the Grand Canyon. So macho sounding that Darth Vader covers his ears to prevent the invasion on his ego. The kind of deep throaty reverberation that makes cheap car alarms all over the mall parking lot proud to squeal their sissy sirens in admiration. When babes hear you approaching they hit the ground writhing in pleasurable anticipation of what will soon grace their presence.
Is that the sound you're talking about? Uh.......I don't know where you can find pipes like that. Oh well, they probably wouldn't sound that good on my bike anyway. | 
